Down the hallway walked the duo, Bandit glancing slightly at the cutout they passed with soup bowls at it's feet and some sort of symbol painted behind its head.
"Hey, Lawrence?"
"Yes?"
"The little fella, in these cutouts..." Bandit started, hesitating.
"Who are they?"
Bandit paused at the entrance to the next part of the hallway, floor a shallow pool for ink.
"Why, that was Bendy." The prophet explained, moving to walk beside Bandit and take hold of his upper arm. "Watch your step." "Oh- Thank'ya."
Wading through the ink, Bandit paused before speaking again.
"Who's Bendy?"
"It depends on what you mean.
Within his shows, he was the 'Little Devil Darling'; A mischievous little demon, though kind-hearted under it all.
However, within the studio, He is the 'Ink Demon'."
"Your uh.. Savior, right?" Bandit glanced over at that, watching the other nod in response.
"You are correct."
Reaching the other side, Lawrence let go as Bandit stepped out, shaking his boots off slightly.
"However, we have to be quiet, now; There is something else here.
Not of my lord, and therefore, not safe for us."
"Shoot, okay-" Bandit nodded, sparing a cautious glance around.
Off to his left stood a shelf full of cans. Several had been pushed aside or carefully set on the floor, revealing a button, while another one of those Bendy cutouts stood against the wall, setup similar to the last one he saw.
Off to the right was a statue, and a lever that had been pulled; Stepping close to the corner and peeking around, he could see spatters of ink littered about from some form of scuffle.
"...What'd those come from?" Bandit asked quietly, Lawrence peeking over his shoulder.
"Some of the believers, no doubt." The inky man started, oddly calm. "They have become restless as of late, I can only imagine how unhappy they are at the arrival of danger."
"...Right," Bandit nodded hesitantly.
However, stepping out into the open, Bandit's attention quickly snapped to a sound from one of the halls, like the click of a lever and the screeching of metal doors.
And, without thinking, he began to approach; Glancing back at the inky man for a moment who nodded affirmatively in a signal of 'I'm right behind you' before the two began to walk.
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Showtime Showdown (Reversed Story, BATIM + SB)
RandomNOTE: BATIM Spoilers ahead! Showtime Showdown takes place in an Alternate Universe(AU) of BATIM+SDB; The events, characters, et cetera in this fic are NOT aligned entirely with either canon. When reading this fic, keep in mind things Will be differ...
